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Chapter 1021 The Ancestor of Shinto Religion

"Do you know when Fellow Daoist Fang goes? Anyway, they are all in the Long family and are not far away. Please ask Fellow Daoist Fang to move."

The visitor said with a smile, and his smile seemed to be kind, but his eyes gradually became sharp.

Bang!

The door was closed instantly, and the smile on the visitor's face froze slowly, and he looked at the closed door in front of him with a pale complexion at the end.

This is the big room, and he can't force his actions, so he can only be patient and knock on the door:

"Fellow Daoist Fang, you'd better go there. The one who asked you to go there is Long Ying, the eldest prince of the Fourth House."

The room was quiet and there was no response.

The visitor's face gradually became gloomy and he said lightly: "This matter is related to the Sun family. Don't Fellow Daoist wants to listen to it?"

"I'm preparing for the battle for the Burial Sword Ladder, please come back."

Fang Chen's voice sounded.

The visitor was silent for a few breaths and spoke again. Seeing that there was no response inside, it was probably after a cup of tea, and finally turned around and left.

In the fourth room, the sword cultivator who had come to the door was standing respectfully in front of a young man.

"He doesn't want to come to see me?"

The young man pinched his palm and scattered it gently into the lake in front of him, which immediately attracted many green carp to snatch it.

There were many young men and women standing beside him, watching the green carp in the lake while chatting, the topics were nothing more than the one who was buried in the sword and the sky ladder of Yunlu City.

"Brother Long Ying, I heard that the group of sword cultivators brought by Aunt Li, except Yan Kun, are very arrogant. It seems that the rumors are true. I am very curious about their place. Is this path of sword cultivator comparable to the orthodox of our generation?"

Someone laughed.

Long Ying scattered the remaining fish food into the lake, and then smiled, "There are scarce resources for cultivation in that kind of place, and we are seeking immortality, so we cannot sit in the cave, right? It's because the attack power of sword cultivators has the upper hand."

"The countryside is the countryside. Why not go there and see if this guy is really so arrogant and doesn't even come to your invitation."

"No, I'll go see him in person."

Long Ying smiled faintly and turned around and left.

Everyone looked at each other, and a sense of suspicion arose in their hearts. With Long Ying's identity, why do you need to meet the sword cultivator in person? Is it because of the burial of the sword ladder?

At the door of Fang Chen's residence, the sword cultivator knocked on the door politely again: "Fellow Daoist Fang, Prince Long Ying is here."

When the door opened, Fang Chen looked at the person who came. His face was like a peach blossom. Although he was a man, he was more delicate than a woman. His skin was delicate and white, as if he had never experienced wind and frost.

"Fellow Daoist Fang, come in and chat?"

Long Ying had no airs and said with a faint smile.

"Please, Prince Long."

Fang Chen nodded slightly.

The sword cultivator did not go in and stood at the door to guard.

Long Ying set up a forbidden method casually, looked at Fang Chen with a few eyes, and said with a faint smile:

"I'm straight to the point, and I won't go around with you. You killed Sun Yi's distracting spirit and took his storage ring.

He said that he could give you other things and would not care about them, but he had to give them one thing back.

As long as this item is given, the matter will come to an end and he will not cause trouble for you again.

What do you think?"

"I don't understand what Prince Long said."

Fang Chen smiled.

It seems that the children of the Long family have always been in contact with the Sun family, and Sun Yi can still invite the person in front of him to help him speak.

The cultivation aura of Long Ying is quite good, and he is afraid he has already overcome the tribulation and is waiting to ascend.

"Sun Yi didn't tell me clearly, and I don't know what it was, but he said you know it in your heart, and you really don't understand?"

Long Yingdao.

"I don't understand. I only know that according to the rules of the world of practice, since he has been defeated, the storage ring will not belong to him. Anything inside can be disposed of at will."

Fang Chen smiled.

"It's such a rule."

Long Ying nodded with a smile, "Not only do you have this rule, but the same is true for the Land of Prisoner, but if some things are too expensive, you will inevitably cause a lot of trouble when you get them. It's better to take them out and exchange them for personal favors.

You don’t have to worry about Sun Yi not keeping his word. I can assure you that his promise is effective.”

"I'm afraid I can't help Prince Long Ying."

Fang Chen sighed softly.

"It's okay, my words have already arrived. Whether things have been done or not has much to do with me, so I'll say goodbye first."

Long Ying was not angry, and nodded with a chuckle, removed the forbidden method and turned around and left.

Fang Chen was a little surprised. It seemed that this person was just doing it casually for Sun Yi to pass the message on his behalf. He really didn't know that Sun Yi was looking for Xianjing.

A few days later, Li Changsheng appeared again, and the woman in the plain dress and Long Xuan also came and followed her around.

"Do you have some gains here during this period?"

Li Changsheng stood with his hands behind his back and said with a faint smile.

"Master, I have a little understanding of the Qingsong Sword Sutra. Maybe it will be possible to condense the Qingsong Sword Intent in less than a long time."

Yan Kun looked respectful and said.

Bai Lingyue and others also expressed their feelings one after another.

Li Changsheng nodded slightly, then released the fairy boat and smiled at everyone:

"Come on the boat."

Everyone's eyes moved. Are they going to set out for the Burial Sword Ladder?

As the immortal boats in the big room broke through the air, the immortal boats broke through the air in the second room, the third room, and the fourth room, one after another. For a moment, the four immortal boats drove side by side and could see the scene above each other.

"Old Ancestor Li seems a little shabby, only a dozen of us..."

Bai Lingyue stood beside Fang Chen and saw the immortal boats full of sword cultivators, with hundreds of people moving at any time, and his expression suddenly turned strange.

On the fairy boat in the second room, Long Ao stood with his hands behind his back, standing next to him, Xue Shan and several elegant and luxurious women, and there were several young men and women standing next to each woman.

One of the women, Fang Chen, had met him, and it was Long Ruo's mother. Long Ruo stood beside her with another young man.

However, the other person attracted Fang Chen's attention. He did not stand beside Long Ao, but was standing in the corner of the fairy boat, exuding an aura similar to Li Changsheng. He was obviously a scattered immortal.

"Everyone, our second wife will take the lead, you can take it slowly."

Long Ao suddenly laughed, and the fairy boat suddenly shot out at an extremely fast speed and disappeared into the sky.

Li Changsheng's eyes were indifferent, and his nose made a faint cold snorkeling, then he looked at the immortal boat in the third room.

Longwu and the Eastern Catastrophe are also above, and the Eastern Catastrophe is waving to Fang Chen.

"Have you ever seen the Shinto ancestors in Nakama?"

Li Changsheng suddenly smiled softly.

Not only were Fang Chen and Bai Qingming's attention attracted, but Bai Lingyue and others also had their eyes moved.

Even in the world of practice between Di Tian and Beidou, Shintoism is also famous.

Li Changsheng looked at the three-bedroom fairy boat and his eyes fell on an elegant scholar, "Pu Yuanzhu, come and talk."

Is this one?

Everyone looked at the scholar, but Fang Chen suddenly remembered Long Ruo's words, the head of the Lingsi was also a scholar.
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